Yes, that is Greg Oden with Serena Williams and Caroline Wozniacki.
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I called a rematch of last year’s finals, and I was right. On to the recaps and the pre-caps, after the jump.
Potential Stanley Cup winning goaltender and handsome dude, Henrik Lundqvist
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Welcome, sports journalists and pundits who only pay attention to hockey once a year, then tout how the Stanley Cup Playoffs are the best sports has to offer. As you jump on the bandwagon, I happily jump off. But not before I make my prediction, after the jump. Continue reading
This pretty much sums up the Clippers’ season.
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This year, basketball > hockey. Book it. Continue reading
Yes, he has been playing since the original Jets existed.
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I must admit I didn’t watch nearly as much of this round as I did the first, after the Blues’ elimination and the escalation of the NBA playoffs. But that won’t stop me from grading my previous predictions, making some more, and taking a few more potshots at the failures of my hometown Blues. Continue reading
Could this be the Heat’s Willennium?
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Not much time for a nonprofessional blogger to turn this around, so let’s get right to the recaps and the precaps, after the jump.
In Canada, you can say this and be absolved of murder charges.
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As soon as the first round ends, the second has already begun. I made some predictions, some right and some wrong. Let’s review and hit the new, after the jump.
Not in Milwaukee.
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To a number of teams in the NBA, the regular season this year was even more meaningless than it is normally. The Miami Heat coasted to a second seed in the piss-poor Eastern Conference, keeping Dwyane Wade rested up for the games that really matter, and allowing Lebron to coast through the first half of the season and still remain the best player in the league—though his coasting likely cost him another MVP. The Indiana Pacers, dominant throughout the season in the East, pooped to a halt in the season’s final month, but still have the number one seed because the Heat didn’t care to take it from them. And then there are the rest of the teams in the East, who jockeyed for least-mediocre and the chance to lose to the Heat and Pacers on their way to the Conference Finals.
Out west, it was different. The regular season mattered because there were actually more good teams than could fit into the playoffs. The Phoenix Suns made a huge comeback after last year and still fell short of the postseason—Jeff Hornacek may wind up coach of the year anyway. The Spurs were dominant as usual, even after last year’s heartbreaking Finals loss. And the Thunder coasted to the second seed even while missing Russell Westbrook for most of the year, because Kevin Durant cannot be stopped.
Now, the real games begin, though. Come with me after the jump as I make some predictions on how this first round will go. Shall we? Continue reading
